Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

Traitor, inside man?

In that instant, many people thought of something.

During the day, Laedik blamed Odysseus for killing the princes, perhaps she really did see Odysseus.

Where did she see it?

It was on the blood-soaked corpses of Priam's sons, whom Griffith had murdered.

Is there some connection between the two?

This brings to mind the previous rumors that Griffith was a spy sent by King Agamemnon, and it seems that the purpose of sending him here was to rescue Helen.

Some of the people who were initially skeptical have now become believers.

Griffith attacked the princes precisely because he wanted to protect Helen.

If we look at this incident alone, he was simply using his own strength to protect innocent women, and that act itself is noble.

But with Odysseus's appearance, the situation suddenly became too coincidental.

Seeing the situation turning against Griffith, Helen, Raodick, and Chrysei, who had secretly come to spy from the shadows inside the hall after hearing how big the incident had become, were getting anxious.

The next moment, Paris spoke up, uttering words that made Helen's expression change drastically.

"Moving such a large object, dodging numerous patrolling soldiers all the way from the temple, and almost leaving the high walls... how come not a single person witnessed it or reported Odysseus and his men's suspicious actions... it's really strange that Odysseus and his men didn't have an inside man!"

Chapter 199 Hero, can you prove your innocence?

At this moment, Paris looked at Griffith with a mixture of fear and disgust.

He seemed to see an opportunity to ruin Griffith's reputation, and with so many heroes present, he mustered the courage to say it.

Whether the conjecture is true or not is not important; what matters is that there is even a slight possibility of dragging Griffith down with us!

However, Paris's words unexpectedly turned Helen's face pale, as she had actually witnessed Odysseus and his men's furtive behavior.

Helen did see it, and even subconsciously covered it up for Odysseus and the others.

She felt a little uneasy and flustered.

No one is paying attention to her right now, so naturally they won't notice this.

And if there is anyone in this world besides herself who could possibly know the possibility of her encountering Odysseus and others.

That leaves only Yoruichi, who knows the original mythological story.

“What are you trying to say, Paris…” someone asked.

Paris: "It's simple... We have an inside man in our city, someone who is either very powerful or very influential, who can help Odysseus and his men clear obstacles."

"Hero Griffith—! Sister of Laedicus claimed to have witnessed Odysseus committing atrocities against the princes."

“If what she said is true, then those people may not have been killed by Griffith.”

Paris paused slightly at this point.

Everyone felt astonished and shocked.

Paris did this not to exonerate the night, but rather—if it is proven that Odysseus, not Griffith, was the murderer.

His act of actively helping Odysseus stop the crime seems to be covering for Odysseus.

"Please, Your Majesty, refrain from making such nonsense—I, Laodick, never said that Griffith was lying." Just then, Laodick spoke up, and then she led a group of beautiful women directly into the hall from the back.

When I saw that several royal girls, and even Helen, had come here.

Everyone's attention was drawn to these beautiful landscapes.

Laodick: "I mentioned Odysseus's name only because I didn't want Troy to offend the powerful and noble hero Griffith because of a few scoundrels. It was an emergency measure to save face for the royal family, but it doesn't mean that Odysseus was in the palace at that time."

"It is already astonishing that the Greek heroes were able to sneak into Troy. If the palace's defenses are so weak and easily spied on, then it is a gross underestimation of the power of our royal family! Brother Paris, do you not trust the strict patrols and guards of our palace?"

Paris: !!!

He certainly couldn't say that.

Didn't you see how dark the old king's face looked?

Troy had already lost face because of Odysseus. If even a heavily guarded core area like the royal palace could be freely entered and exited by enemy heroes, then the enemy might send an assassin to the king's bedside at any moment.

That would be incredibly embarrassing.

Priam would never admit this, never acknowledge their weak defenses.

Otherwise, all of Greece would underestimate Troy's defenses, and everyone, whether human or ghost, would want to take a stroll through the palace.

However, although--

Did Paris notice the old king's displeasure? Yes, he did.

But Paris's character is impulsive, hot-headed, and brainless. Faced with the temptations of three goddesses, he chose the least useful beauty, even though he could have conquered Helen with the other two.

Can you expect someone like that to stay calm in a critical moment?

Paris, especially when he saw Helen behind Raodick, whose face was pale from her previous guilt, looked as if she had become like that because she was too worried about Griffith's safety.

Paris felt even greener as the green light instantly shone on his head!

Overwhelmed by jealousy, Paris gritted his teeth and continued, "Then how do you explain Odysseus appearing that night and stealing the statue of Athena? Don't you think it's too much of a coincidence?"

"Of course it's just a coincidence—Paris. Use your underdeveloped brain to think carefully, could Odysseus really wield a sharp blade of air that could cut through high walls and cleave the earth?"

“Although he is quite strong, he doesn’t have such a fierce attack method.” Laodick’s words reminded the heroes, hitting the nail on the head.

Every hero has their strengths and weaknesses.

Odysseus himself possessed solid basic strength and qualities, belonging to the middle-of-the-road type of Greek heroes.

Compared to the best—not as good as Achilles, Heracles, or even Diomedes—but more than enough to be considered inferior, these are the hexagonal warriors.

He's good at a little bit of everything, but not an expert in anything. Among the many distinctive Greek heroes, his most prominent feature is that he has no distinctive features.

He couldn't possibly unleash that sharp, sword-like strike.

People would be more convinced if you said it was Griffith who did it.

After all, he was the man who was so skilled in martial arts that he could conjure light cannons with his bare hands using a sword. Wouldn't a flying slash be even easier for him?

"Enough...!!" King Priam, looking at Paris who still wanted to argue with Laodick, spoke angrily.

For the first time, he discovered that his favorite youngest son could also be so foolish and stupid.

Helen breathed a sigh of relief; if she had let the two continue arguing...

This will inevitably lead to discussion about whether the hero is suspected of betrayal, which is somewhat disadvantageous for the hero.

She would feel uneasy if her problems caused Lord Griffith to be suspected.

However, King Priam's next words made her nervous and confused.

“Laodic is right, Odysseus couldn’t possibly be in the palace; with his abilities, he couldn’t possibly break through the palace’s tight security—but…”

At this moment, Odysseus, who was bound and kneeling below: ...

Ah, that's right, that's right!

He certainly wouldn't admit that sneaking into the palace felt easy, as if it were nothing difficult.

"It is indeed strange that no one in all of Troy witnessed the presence of Odysseus and his companions during such a long journey... Hero Griffith! It is not that I want to doubt your noble character, but as king—I need to give the people an explanation. Can you prove your innocence through your actions?"

Priam changed the subject, ultimately turning his attention back to the night.

Even this suspicion is unfounded; it seems to be a rebuke of Paris, but in reality, it seems to be a suspicion against Griffith.

It's impossible to say he didn't hate the night.

After all, so many of his sons had been killed during the day, and he had been slapped in the face repeatedly.

Add to that his favoritism towards his younger son Paris, and his unwillingness to acknowledge Odysseus's prowess and Troy's incompetence, and it almost led to the two Greek heroes actually escaping Troy with such a conspicuous statue.

Priam then turned all suspicion toward Griffith and demanded that he prove himself.

Hearing this, Helen immediately became anxious!

No, it's not that no one saw it, I clearly...

Chapter 200 Aren't you best at shifting blame? Why don't you do it?

I saw it—I saw everything!

Helen wanted to stand up, but her legs were trembling, and she felt fear for the future and the unknown.

She said she saw it... so why didn't she report it? Clearly, there's something wrong with her.

Admitting this is tantamount to suicide.

Troy will not let her go, and no one can save themselves.

But if we say we didn't see it, are we just going to let these people wantonly slander the heroes in our hearts and tarnish our own light?

When she thought of the daytime, in that moment of despair, Griffith appeared before her, his radiant figure like that of the sun god, illuminating the future and dispelling the gloom, as beautiful as Asmita, and as serene and powerful as Cui's sorrow.

And there was the longing and warm embrace. Thinking of this, Helen gritted her teeth and was about to stand up, even though she was still trembling.

But suddenly he was grabbed by a hand; it was Laodick.

The other person looked at him with a complicated expression, then shook his head and gestured for him to look in the direction of the night.

At this moment, Ye was also looking in this direction—

Although nothing was said.

But their eyes seemed to speak volumes, telling them to relax.

With just one glance, Helen felt as if she had been seen through.

The other party knows everything!

A strong intuition welled up in Helen's mind.

Even so, Griffith still had Raodick stop Helen from stepping forward.

"Your Majesty, do you want me to prove myself?" Night looked up at Priam.

His emotions were very calm, yet it was like the calm before the storm, the wrath of Poseidon.

That composure and calmness made Priam feel a little uneasy, but he forced himself to remain calm.